A Love Letter of Sorts

The other night, S cooked me dinner. Sweet right? Totes.
He's great in the kitchen so I'm always excited and appreciative whenever he cooks.
Who wouldn't be? Right.
Somehow, he always manages to make these occasions even more memorable.

Like leaving me this...

Oh, I'm sorry, did you need a close-up of my *warty* spoon?

Nice, huh?

As you can imagine, I thought it would be nice to send him a short email at work, just to thank him. Since he doesn't read my blog...I'm sure he wouldn't mind me sharing it with you:
Subject: Thank You
Date: Thursday, September 3, 2009 12:29 PM
Hi Hon,

Thank you again for cooking the other night. The fish was yummy. And I know you know I don't like the fishy taste so I really appreciate how you masked it with batter and deep-fried goodness. Really, I did, cause it was sooo good. So much so, honey-pie, that I didn't mind cleaning up the flour and cornstarch dustings on the floor, counter, stove-top, island or fridge door handles. Nope, not one bit. But, sweetie, I also found this (please see attached photo).

Funny thing, baby-cakes, I think the oil you used to deepfry the fish in...was actually very hot. I could be wrong but I think that's how the fish managed to get cooked. Love of my life, another thing about *hot* oil, it also melts plastic. Weird, right? I know. Perhaps, love, maybe next time you could use some tongs instead? Just a suggestion though, sweetie-poof.

Also, maybe next time one of our cooking utensils *bubble up*, I think it's safe to throw it out. I know we love to share our accomplishments with one another, "Look what I did, babe!" but I think we can skip the show-and-tell on this one, love. I know you don't like throwing my stuff out without checking first, but I think when a spoon begins to resemble a toad's back, it's safe to chuck it.

Thanks again, sweetie-pie. Have a great day at work and I'll see you when you get home.

Love,
Me

p.s. I may or may not have eaten the last KitKat Chunky you had stashed away. I thought it was safe to assume, you hid it...to save it for me. Thanks, honeybunch. You're the best. Kisses.

He called me right after he got it (and forwarded it to a co-worker) claiming he still had tears in his eyes. From laughing. He also asked, "but wait, did you actually like the fish." To which I replied, "Yes, sweetheart. That part, I actually meant."

Oh and here's what I wore the day I wrote this *love letter*.

Blazer - Vero Moda, Floral Top - Kersh, Jeans - Levi's 569 via eBay
Belt - Vintage Gucci, Nude Patent Pumps - Marc Jacobs, Bow Earrings - F21
Have a great longgggg weekend!
xx Ela

p.s. I may or may not have a birthday coming up so I may be absent from blogging for a few days...or more. Forgive me :)